I'm also in the camp that age doesn't matter in love.
I have been married for ten years to my husband. I'm 35, he's 56. We have a wonderful relationship. I'm a business woman and he is now a stay-at-home daddy. It works out perfectly for our two young sons. He is far more patient then I with the children.
Sure we have our differences at times, but don't all relationships? My biggest fear is losing him one day. Obviously, the odds are in his favor that he'll pass on before me. But the thing that keeps me going is that it's better to have a great love for a little while then to never have experienced such joy.
I joke that when he passed on, I'll probably be in my 60s. So, then I'll turn the tables and hunt for a younger man. Ha!
I would have regretted it for the rest of my life if I never married my husband simply because of "his age." We are meant to be together.
An aside from the occasional ribbing that "I see you brought your daughter." The only thing that gets him is when he's with his sons at the store and someone says, "I see you brought your grandsons." But, luckily for him our oldest son... who is now 4... pipes in "He's not my granddad, he's my Daddy!!!"
Life is short. Enjoy your time on this planet. You can't help it if you weren't placed on the earth in the same year as your soul mate.
